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The same clearing in the woods that Marcelyn had just run past was now where she found herself. Holy Vikings, did I just shuffle around in a ring? Argh! How the hell do I get out of here?” Marcelyn hissed and glared around. She walked barefoot over the dry leaves, which crunched and rustled. She looked around to see if there was a different route she could take. She was poked in the foot by a sharp branch that pierced the skin by two inches while she was frolicking in the eastern part of the woods. She moaned in agony and sat down to cut the branch. As she tended to herself, barely any dark blood oozed from her feet. She cut the lace from her stolen nightgown's hem and tied it around her foot. The same clearing in the woods that Marcelyn had just run past was now where she found herself. "Holy Vikings, did I just shuffle around in a ring? Argh! How the hell do I get out of here?” Marcelyn hissed and glared around. She walked barefoot over the dry leaves, which crunched and
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Marcelyn snarled, disappearing into another room to see what was inside, "Who are you to ask where I'm from?” If someone else had treated Darell badly, they would have suffered severely as a result. Marcelyn, on the other hand, really irritated Darell, but he was unable to treat her the same way he would the others. He spat as he entered the room she had just entered, calling her "such an impudent bitch." Marcelyn had a knife in her hand and was slamming the door behind him. Earlier, while she was in the kitchen, she had stolen it and kept it as a weapon to kill anyone she felt needed to be killed. Even if that person turns out to be the one she is currently infringing on in their home. If she had forgotten, Darell reminded her that he was a werewolf: "You're a crazy bitch, do you know that? You think I couldn't kill you if I wanted to." Marcelyn glared at him and declared fearlessly, "I'm not afraid of you, nor are you going to kill me like you're professing.” Darell chuckled a
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Unexpectedly cheerful, Darell's smile made him appear and sound less mocking to the woman. "I can tell that you're trying your hardest not to laugh, but please stop right away so I can continue. I detest it when people cut me off during a sentence. " He encouraged her to go on with a sucked-in lip and a nod. "I was constantly hungry and thirsty. The vampires, however, never consumed humans. My internal makeup was not made by that rule. My goal was to obtain that forbidden human blood. They might have assumed that I had trouble adhering to the law. My situation was difficult." "A human who I encountered one night did well to arouse my ire that evening. I took his blood as payment for the sentence I delivered to him. Days after that night, I developed a craving for more of that delectable blood and made it a ritual to consume that particular blood at least once before the following day's dawn,” Marcelyn narrated her story. ****** The alpha exited the restroom after a leisurely, sa
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"You ought to leave the hair in its current state. Your wacky personality fits it. Imagine having such a hairstyle; no one will even inquire as to whether you are mad or not."She gave him the knife and said, "Then help me shape it." Darell removed the knife from her and set it on the table. After making her sit on the talking stool, he removed a pair of scissors from one of the drawers.Darell cut out the crooked sections of her hair with the scissors as he went. She swiveled her head from left to right to left as she gazed into the mirror to see his face.He said, "stay still."Why must you have such a captivating face? She at least acknowledged his good looks, Darell grinned, which made him happy.Darell's body jerked forward as Marcelyn suddenly grabbed both of his thighs from behind; he quickly regained his balance.Marcelyn fought back a smile, "I'm sure there's more beauty to behold behind that towel."While pulling Marcelyn off the stool and guiding her by the arm toward the
His Dead Luna Chapter nineteen
The eight-year-old's white skin was adorned with the wrinkles of aging, and her grey hair looked distant—as though they had been lost in a foreign land. Her hair was completely grey, plaited in two equal sections, with the tails bunched together. She positioned her hands over her legs in a polite manner. There was no denying, though, how much Aimea admired the woman. Every new baby in the mansion, whether it came from the royal family or the staff, was cared for by Helen. She was knowledgeable about many regional cures and herbs, which she would always tenderly recommend to anyone who needed them or whenever it was needed. Even Darell and Bella had not made it through their infancy and childhood without receiving care from old Helen. "Darell's mate is dead, as the chief mentioned during the ceremony, which the clans and the pack as a whole already find problematic. ". Slowly nodding once more, the elderly woman. "Yes, I was aware. " "So, don't you think we have to handle this i
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Marcelyn was left in the restroom after Darell said, "Help yourself out." She went outside after him. She asked inquisitively, wondering why he stopped helping with the bath and why his mood had changed so drastically in just a few minutes. "Help yourself out, I said." I detest asking for your assistance, so if I could have solved the problem on my own, do you think I would have come to you? I'm embarrassed by it." "I told you to help yourself, stop following me, and I mean it. " Marcelyn followed Darell as he continued down the hallway. She wasn't sure if the call he had just received or the fact that she had upset him caused his annoyance. She asked in a raised voice that reverberated down the hallway, "Are you mad at me?" Without turning, Darell echoed back, "Yeah!" He grinned, happy that he had been able to make her regret what she had done. As he moved toward the living room, Marcelyn remained in the hallway, watching him. She shouted enough for him to hear her, "What cri
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As the path to his house opened up in front of him, Nicholas slowly made his way through the bushes. He maintained the same expression, but he began to feel uneasy inside because he knew his family members would be curious as to why he didn't show up for the Thanksgiving meal. He knew he had informed the residents of his arrival when he opened the gates, which creaked open. He raised a hand to cover his face as a bright torch flashed in his eyes and he moved on towards the door. His brother's husky voice rang in his ears, "You went there again, didn't you?" The twenty-year-old turned his head to the ground and disregarded his brother's voice. Fred was keeping watch at the doorstep and trying to elicit a response from Nicholas, who was constantly acting insensitively toward everyone. Nicholas attempted to enter the house by his brother's side but was stopped by the arm. "I did go there, yes. Nicholas avoided making eye contact with Fred and asked icily, "So?" Fred released his g
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Marcelyn drummed her long, freshly cut fingers impatiently on the dining table, waiting, wondering why Darell had asked her to sit there. She didn't want to upset him again because she felt like she had already stressed him out so much. Her stomach sang the chorus of hunger, making her squirm uncomfortably in the chair. It had been a long time since she had eaten anything. Darell appeared behind her from the kitchen with a large plate of toast in his hands. He gently placed it on the table and told her to wait a little longer. He went to get juice. When she saw him enter the kitchen, she took each toast without caring whether it was good or bad. He tasted it. Within two minutes, the plate was empty. Darell came back with the juice. He wasn't surprised when he saw that he had devoured all the food. He put a glass of juice in the jar and asked her to get some. Marcelyn snatched the jar from him and drank it down. "We wanted to share that," he remarked, rather unnecessarily now, be
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